My Vampire Harem Will Dominate Everything

"Do you also miss her?" Gen asked Nicodemus who was busy with trying to get out of the chains holding him down.

"I do." She said quietly as if the man was listening attentively.

She'd known the moment she laid eyes on him, exactly what was going on with him. There was only one thing that can make a vampire go feral like this.

Lack of vitality.

Vitality was the lifeblood of every vampire. Without vitality, the body of a vampire begins to shut down.

But if it isn't allowed to, the body searches for a new source of energy within the vampire and eventually ends up finding it.

The soul.

The body cannibalizes the soul and slowly breaks it down to fuel itself.

This means that anything that made up the vampire gets shredded off until only a feral being is left. And there was no cure. Once the vital parts of the soul were gone, it couldn't be recovered.

Gen stared at the man. She'd known, even before entering the basement, that this was exactly what had been done to him.

James had no other option than to do this. And it was exactly this action that would seal his fate.

She stood and slowly walked to the place she'd placed her bag. She pulled out the last bottle of blood wine remaining and popped the cork.

She sat on the floor, out of arm's reach of Nicodemus and began drinking. It felt a bit wrong to drink blood wine in front of someone starved of vitality but it didn't matter.

Even if he is given vitality now, it won't repair the damage.

"Don't you see?" Gen said. "I'm doing this for her."

Nicodemus kept growling and tearing at the reinforced floor.

"They took her just to fuel their ambitions. Isn't that despicable?" She took another swig of blood wine. "They spend their time looking down on everyone, laughing at the fact that the things they had done would always be in the dark."

"That's why I'm here to tear them down." She said, before sighing.

"I already know how this will end. With my death. That's why I couldn't risk bringing Ezra, Olivia and Red into this." She took another swig of wine.

"I made a blood oath. It's time for me to fulfill it." She drank the last drops of wine before dropping the empty bottle on the floor.

If it had been an oath with someone, they could've found a way for a sixth ringed vampire to remove it but it was an oath with herself.

Those could never be removed.

She turned to Nicodemus. "Wish me luck. If I come back, it worked. If I don't..." She shrugged. "We'll see."

She stretched, limbering herself up for what she was about to do. With an application of vitality, she disappeared from reality.

Appearing in her mirror dimension, Gen quickly released her Aura. The world blossomed into being around her.

She looked back to see Nicodemus still snarling at nothing. He was still a fifth ring vampire and that meant he couldn't see or affect her dimension. Not without working mental facilities.

She turned back to the basement door, exhaling slowly. She already knew how much vitality she needed to unlock it, based on how much she'd expended the last time.

She gathered the necessary vitality as one first before dumping it all at once into the door.

The door clicked open and she grinned to herself. While the door was open in the mirror dimension, it was closed in real life.

She stepped out of the basement, propping the door open. It'll stay open in the mirror dimension till she gets back.

She took a moment to study the quiet corridor in front of her. She wasn't sure if it was only quiet in her dimension or it was also quiet in reality.

It didn't matter. All she knew was that there would be two sixth ringed vampires at the party upstairs. She needed to be careful if her plan was to succeed.

She couldn't afford to make a single mistake.

She called up the memory of the map she'd made of the estate. It was time to find the ballroom.

She moved quickly, feeling like a predator as she stalked the halls of an even bigger predator.

She paused as two vampire guards walked into her cone of visibility. She studied their faces and marked the route they were taking on her mental map.

Nobody knows what will happen on her return journey.

She waited to confirm which way they took before continuing on. The ball should be in full swing and her distraction should work. Hopefully.

She finally got close to the ballroom. It was time.

She found a secure room to slip into before moving out of her mirror dimension. The natural sounds of the world returned and she felt a special kind of relief deep in her bones.

She wouldn't want to get stuck in the mirror world for too long. She was sure it'll drive her mad.

She conserved her vitality,.waiting and listening. Before long, she heard it.

The sounds of commotion reached the room she was in. She listened in for a few seconds more to confirm it.

One of her distractions had worked. Honestly, she hadn't expected even one to make it through. But this had to be a sign from heaven. She was on the right path.

She quickly shape shifted, using her chameleon tattoo to take the appearance of one of the two guards she'd seen.

She stepped out of the room and walked to the ballroom. Luckily for her, the commotion had dragged away the guards there.

She slipped inside and the first thing she noticed was the noise. The room was buzzing with conversation, everybody discussing what they'd just seen.

She ignored that, searching the crowd with her eyes.

She saw James and Anya standing by the exit, giving instructions to a set of vampire guards.

Perfect for her.

She continued her search and frowned when she saw her target was missing. She moved deeper into the room, searching.

She finally found her target on the balcony but she stood there with Ezra and... Connell?

She saw as Connell looked up and their eyes met. She paused. There was something... different about Connell.

Then, the moment passed, Connell looking away.

Gen ducked to the side of the room, waiting until Ezra finished his conversation and left, Connell following behind him.

She watched them blend in with the crowd before slipping into the balcony.

Lana stood there, facing the view. She seemed to be... shivering?

She frowned, wondering just what Ezra and Lana had discussed. But that didn't matter. Not anymore.

She had to kill Lana. Even if everything was swept under the rug, the death of a Count and his successor cannot easily be hidden.

Whatever happens, the Ark investigator would dig into it. They had to.

Gen moved towards Lana, unheard and unnoticed and when she was close enough, she did it, plunging her hand into Lana's chest.

Lana gasped as her heart was gripped and then crushed. She fell down, lifeless.

And there Gen stood, blood dripping down her hands. She'd done it. She'd made sure the investigators would never leave without concluding the case.

All that was left was one thing. And she needed to survive the night to be able to do it.

Unfortunately, it looked like she had been noticed by James and Anya.

"Shit." She cursed under her breath.

It looks like this is the end.